I heard this in a song. It's so sad, that God led me to write it.

I was standing in a line at the shoe store at Christmas Eve. There was a boy, about 6 pacing around. He was dirty from head to toe. I was right behind him. When it was the boy's turn, he asked the man, "May I please buy these shoes? They're the right size for my Momma, and it'll sure to bring a smile to her face. She'll need them for God. Daddy says there isn't much time." He searched through his pockets, but didn't bring out anything. I felt sorry for the boy, so I put down my money. I knew God brought this poor little boy so I can remember the REAL meaning of Christmas. Jesus's birth. The cash register man took the money and gave the boy the beautiful shoes.

You probably think this is a true story. Maybe it is, maybe
not. But I think it is. 98% of people all over the world will not post this on their page. Are you the 2% left that will....? Remember, God loves you, and that little boy there really loved his mother. If this isn't a true story, pray for orphans and poor people every night. It could bring a new future, a new life, and probably a happier God and Jesus Never think, that he'll betray you. God made you, your parents, everyone.